Mr. Ball. I haven't said anything—tell me what you think it was?
Mr. Skelton. Like I said—south of us—it would be southwest, you know, in a direct line from the Texas Depository.
Mr. Ball. I see. In other words, the spray seemed to go to the west; is that right?
Mr. Skelton. Yes.
Mr. Ball. All right. Thanks very much.
I'm going to get you to mark one of these maps and show where you were standing. Here is Elm and here is the railroad underpass and pay no attention to the diagrams, but show me about where you were standing.
Mr. Skelton. I was about right there (marked instrument referred to as requested by Counsel Ball).
Mr. Ball. By that "X" we will put the word "Skelton" and that is where you were standing with your friend?
Mr. Skelton. Approximately—yes.
Mr. Ball. Now, did you see any smoke or anything from any place around there?